Eternal Gate

Someone has written a gauntlet.

The eyes of the world are focused on the battle platform again.

Seeing the challenger, many seniors also stroked their beards, as if they knew who it was. It was no surprise that he challenged Han Jiang. The seniors had already done a fight, and it was time for the juniors to move their muscles.

Zhao Yun has put down the Kunlun secret scroll, and has also raised his eyes to look.

He was staring at the young man in white, his eyes narrowed.

It's nothing to challenge others, but to challenge Han Jiang, it is likely to be Feng Wu's deity.

"He is Lei Yang, the holy son of Xuan Lei's lineage."

Seeing Zhao Yun staring at the young man in white, Yan Yu did not forget to introduce her.

"Are you sure it's Lei Yang?" Zhao Yun looked sideways.

"If it's fake." Yan Yu smiled softly.

When she finished speaking, the battle platform roared again.

It was Han Jiang who came to power, and the stage where he stepped on roared.

"Is it itchy again?"

Han Jiang shook the folding fan lightly, laughing playfully.

"It's a big deal, be careful to flash your tongue." Lei Yang sneered, with lightning tearing in his eyes, worthy of Xuan Lei's lineage, he stood on the battlefield, like a thunder, the thunder was harsh.

"Looking for abuse like this will fulfill you."

Han Jiang stepped down one step at a time, appearing like a ghost.

Lei Yang ascended to the sky and covered it with a palm.

break!

Han Jiang scolded coldly, and slapped his palm towards the sky.

Palm print to palm print, the roar is earth-shattering.

Looking at the two sides, Han Jiang was clearly superior, and Lei Yang turned somersaults with one palm.

"Come."

Lei Yang's body was fixed, and a thunder pattern was carved between his eyebrows.

Han Jiang didn't fall behind, and his combat power was full, like a shocking light rushing into the sky.

All young.

All in full bloom.

The two of them disagreed and opened up on the spot.

Looking up, the sky is full of visions caused by the collision of secret methods.

"It's really unusual to be a monster who can be listed on the Immortal Ranking."

"The kid from Xuanlei's family, the background is still poor."

"The first true biography of Chitian Palace, the cultivation base has improved a lot."

Some people have an appointment, and since there are inevitably spectators, even the seniors who are talking about scriptures and Taoism can't help but look sideways. Lei Yang and Han Jiang are old rivals.

Zhao Yun has closed his eyes and concentrated on studying the Kunlun Secret Scroll.

He divided his mind into two things, looking for people while comprehending, taking time out, and taking a look at the battle stage, and he also had a judgment in his heart. Lei Yang's combat strength was good, but Han Jiang seemed to be stronger.

Regardless of temperament, the first true biography of Chitian Palace is indeed not built.

That's it, they can't be a son of a lineage. It can be seen how strong the background of the son of Chitian is.

"Where did you learn the Taoist secret art?" Yan Yu said suddenly.

A fellow cultivator of the Heavenly Secret Art, she vaguely sensed it, and it was because of the sense that she cast a spell to confirm it. The result was obvious, the Holy Master of Da Luo Xianzong really knew the way of her Taoist deduction.

"I haven't learned it." Zhao Yun said solemnly.

Misty Rain just smiled, not believing this nonsense.

Learn to learn! She doesn't show up everywhere.

puff!

While the two were talking, the battle platform saw blood again.

Nai Leiyang bleeds, took a sword from Han Jiang, and had an arm removed.

It was also from this moment that he hadn't stood firm, and he couldn't lift his head when he was hammered.

"Old Daoist, your grandson still has to practice."

Many old guys folded their hands and leaned against Xuanlei's ancestors.

Looking at the ancestor of Xuan Lei, the old face is black and translucent.

The grandson was smashed, it's no wonder that his face looks good.

On the other hand, the elders of Chitian Palace are sitting firmly on Mount Tai, and the movements of stroking their beards are one by one.

Looking at the Holy Son of Chitian Palace, it is even more stable.

No matter how strong Han Jiang is, he is still crushed by him. If he wants to make an appointment with him, he has to pass Han Jiang's level first. Even if Han Jiang can't fight, he is not qualified to challenge him.

"I'm going to lose."

The brave and reckless man of the barbarians came to such a sentence.

If you say you lose, you will lose. As soon as he finished speaking, Lei Yang was put on the ground. He was knocked off the battlefield by Han Jiang, and he fell to the ground with blood. No human figure.

"Yang'er."

Ancestor Xuanlei arrived, that distressed!

It was because he was distressed that he was particularly annoyed.

It's good to learn from each other, it's too hard to start!

Annoyed to be annoyed, but Xuan Lei can afford to lose.

"But there's still something to fight."

On the stage, Han Jiang opened the folding fan again, with one hand behind his back, and the thief shaking with the other has a rhythm, not only the situation is getting better, but it is almost burning. A thousand words in one sentence: I am very arrogant.

have!

Many young talents hold their hands, although they are very upset, they have to admit it.

Looking at those female disciples, they are particularly fond of them, and all of them have beautiful eyes.

Han Jiang enjoyed this feeling very much, and his back was very straight.

"What should I do, I want to beat him."

Huluwa took a deep breath, the bald old man was in the same mood.

The troublemaker glanced at Zifu and at his black iron rod.

Trick-or-treating is his unique skill. If someone helps him hold it down, he has the confidence to make a mess for that guy, a trio! They often do this, either they don't fight, or they die.

"But there's still something to fight."

It was the same sentence that Han Jiang shouted again.

Not to mention, someone really came to the stage, a young man in plain clothes, with an ordinary face, nothing surprising, he was not a person at the event, he was a late visitor, and he went up without thinking.

"Which one is this?"

Many people muttered, sweeping up and down the youth in plain clothes.

This person looks very face, and it seems that he is not a disciple of Xianbang.

Zhao Yun narrowed his eyes again, trying his best to peep.

Perhaps his vision was too low to see why.

"It's recognizable." Zhao Yun's voice transmission misty rain.

"I've never seen it before." Yan Yu gently shook her head.

Like her, all the guests from all over the world have this look.

Only Kunlun Xianjun frowned.

The world can't see it, but he sees it thoroughly. The young man in Suyi is clearly a woman, but he used the forbidden transformation technique.

Since it is a forbidden law, she has to pay the price of blood, and the price here refers to her life. She sacrificed her life to the forbidden law. In this way, whether she wins or loses, she will die today.

"Are today's juniors so crazy?"

Kunlun Immortal Monarch murmured, Kunlun Immortal Monarch also knew very well that the little girl used her life-changing transformation technique for an obvious purpose.

"Who is coming?"

Han Jiang glanced at the youth in Suyi, full of contempt.

He has seen all the evildoers on the Immortal List, as long as it is not them, it is useless for anyone to come.

"No name, no surname." The youth in Suyi said indifferently.

It was this namelessness that made Zhao Yun stand up subconsciously.

He has a feeling that the person on the stage is the deity of Feng Wu.

It's just that the other party's transformation technique is too high-level, and he didn't see it.

He left his seat and moved to the stage.

The closer you get, the clearer you can see.

Appearance can change, but those eyes can't.

"Don't mess around." He said.

He wanted to come to power, but he was blocked by the barrier.

Known as a young man standing quietly, he didn't give him the slightest answer, let alone the idea of ​​stepping down.

That's right, she is Feng Wu's deity.

That's right, she did sacrifice her life to ban the law.

She had carried the blood debt of extermination for a hundred years, and she was waiting for today.

From the moment she stepped into Kunlun, she had no intention of going out alive. Life and death had long been taken lightly. Since she was about to die, of course, she would take her enemy to Huangquan together.